~Moby~
Moby carefully got got out the bed and picked his discarded clothes off from the floor. He put them on quietly, careful not to wake up the sleeping person on the other side of the bed. Moby knew that if he was too loud the person might wake up and want to do another round. Usually Moby would be down, but this person was a bad fuck. The person was not even good enough for Moby to remember their name.
Moby was still horny so after he exited the apartment he called an Uber to The Candy shop (aka his favourite strip club). The club was known for the most amazing pole dancing and the skimpy clothes the strippers dressed in.
"Looks who's back, I thought you already found yourself a whore for the night,"the hostess teased
and winked. "They were a bad fuck,"Moby explained as he walked through the club.
He sat down on a bar stool and tried to get the bartenders attention. "Hellllo, are u even listening to me? Moby wined. The bartender turned around and winked. "Why is everyone winking at me today," Moby wondered. He was extremely a good looking robot but he had feelings and when they winked he felt like they only saw he hot body not his personality. To be honest even Moby knew that he had a pretty terrible personality and his looks were the only thing going for him, but he did not care.
~Tim~
"WHERE ARE MY FUCKING SHOES," Tim screamed. The other strippers were constantly messing with him all because he had two left feet which made him extremely uncoordinated. Since he was uncoordinated some could say he was a pretty terrible dancer. The strip club only hired him because he looked good.
Tim did not let all the hate get to him, he knew he had the drive, the power, he stayed hungry, he devoured, he put in the work, put in the hours to take what was his.
"Bro why are singing that cringy TikTok song and relating it to yourself in third person ? And the shoes are on your feet," Gertrude the head stripper commented.
"GERTRUDE SHUT THE FUCK UP
I'M TRY TO MADE A DRAMATIC INTRO," Tim screamed. Gertrude walked to the nearest bench and started to cry. "I THOUGH I SAID TO SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH," Tim screeched at the bawling Gertrude.
Tim adjusted his outfit and walked out onto the stage
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The Best Love Story | With Tim & Moby
Hayran KurguMoby is used to getting everything he wants. When Moby sees Tim at the strip club he is determined to make Tim his. Tim's greatest passion is dance but since he has two left feet it's impossible to get into the ballet, so he became a stripper. This...
